Online Dating

I don't know if this is good enough to finish, honestly. Soooo I'm posting what I've written so far and if you all seem to like it, I'll continue!

I had such a huge writer's block off and on throughout this whole thing.

Online Dating – Felix 필릭스

Word count: 655

Online dating is odd and dangerous, I don’t understand those who are interested in the concept.

That’s what they both had thought before venturing into the world of online dating. For their own reasons, similar, but different. For y/n; she had tried dating in her real world, but they had all ended in disaster, for most teenagers, either gender, they’re immature or don’t yet know the correct ways of healthy communication. For Felix; life as an idol was difficult for many reasons, personal life and dating was a part of those many reasons.

The start of the relationship was a bit weird, but knowing who Felix is now, it’s understandable. You would almost never stay in a relationship that had lying, especially starting with a lie, however, Felix was the exception, sappy enough, you had felt an instant connection between you and him, and you could absolutely understand his hesitations in telling just anyone on the internet who he was, he was just scared you’d end up being an overwhelming fan, he wanted you to get to like him for his personality and your talks rather than just his image. Honestly though, you had never really listened to K-Pop, or even looked into it even after he had told you who he really was.

Here you two are, laying in your beds with your phones wedged against your pillow and ear, talking about each other’s days. He had just laid down for the night and you had just woken up for the day, time zones really suck, you both think to yourselves. Felix suddenly stops talking midsentence and goes quiet for a few seconds, almost as if he had suddenly had a thought pop up and became distracted. “Lix, do you want me to let you go, I know you had a long day and are tired?” You suggest, always feeling slightly awful for taking up his precious time when he could be getting a well rest.  “No, no, I want to talk to you, it’s just that…I want us to meet soon, like, in person, not through a call, or facetime, I want to be able to hug you, hold your hands, take you to my favorite places. I want to be with you.” He lets out, his words coming out nervous and even hesitant. His words don’t surprise you though, you wanted to meet with him soon as well, you haven’t said anything since you wanted your visit to be a surprise for him. One night, a few weeks ago you had reached out to his group leader, seeing as you had his number from a time Lix had used his phone to talk to you when his had taken a loss. You had asked his for their schedules to see when they would be free long enough for even a short trip, kindly the older had agreed and found your plan to be cute and something that would indeed be a pick-me-up for Felix. Setting aside the money for the flight and the hotel stay had been easy for you as you’re quite good at saving up money and anything finance really.

“Ah…you want to meet up soon? I’m not sure how I feel about it Lix…can I think about it?” You say softly, following Chans advice to keep the surprise in place, feeling nervous about it once Felix suddenly tells you that he’s more tired now and wants to go to sleep for the night, not denying him of sleep you hum, “Okay, goodnight Lix, we’ll talk later on, hm?” Your hopeful voice sending a smile straight to his face, “Of course, have a good day.” You smile and end the call after one last goodnight and shift flat on your back, staring up at the ceiling.

“One more week. Then we’ll meet. I promise.” You mumble and then sit up, staring at your already started suitcase.

• when did love start feeling like a crime? •

❥ bang chan x fem!reader ft. felix

❥ genre: fluff, angst, childhood friends-to-lovers

❥ warnings: a wholeeee lot of angst, but there is a happy ending! mentions of food, swearing, sad felix

❥ word count: 9.8K

❥ A/N: oh my god this fic was literally the hardest, most exhausting thing i’ve ever had to write. but i hope i did it justice 😭😭 thank you @cottonmyeonbby for all your help and lovely feedback ^^

btw if you read this pls reblog. my fic isn’t showing up in the tags T.T

‘can you talk to me, please?’ felix pleaded for what felt like the hundredth time.

he was sat at the edge of the bench, body turned to face his best friend, who refused to meet his eyes. the latter was hunched over, arms resting on his knees as his foot tapped nervously on the cobblestone path. it was well into the night and the park was dark, merely a few lampposts around to illuminate the walkway.

‘about what?’ asked chris, back tense, eyes glued to grass patch on the other side of the path.

‘about this. about why you’ve been acting so weird. what's wrong? did i do something?’

Clint Barton

doctor who + orange spacesuit

sup y'all i don't feel good enough

a lil bit emotional about how "nostalgia" originally meant longing across a displacement in space but in common parlance it refers to longing across a displacement in time... you don't go away from home and miss it, you stay where you are and time passes and home just disappears

Yeah sex is cool but have you ever been on tumblr before December 17 2018?

Mai and Ty Lee betraying Azula during the prison arc gave me ALL of the drama i needed when i was a kid. i’m still shaking. television has never been the same

Matt Damon explains why they don't make movies like they used to. Pls watch.

This is actually a really good perspective and explains why the MCU is the way it is. It is essentially one-off entertainment without the backup of DVD sales (of course Disney being Disney it is still backed up by massive merchandise and spin off sales). The movie is designed to be “disposable”. The rewatch value is low because it’s not intended to be sold on DVD for people to treasure and rewatch every year at Christmas (or whenever) with family. The idea is to generate hype, through manufacturing controversy or teases or gossip. Keeping spoilers under wrap is integral because the rewatch value is negligible. It hinges on surprise or shock (or wtf value) to entice audiences to give up their money to see it in theatres. It is about spectacle, about being loud and colourful and busy, so that for the first 30 minutes after you walk out your senses are still buzzing and you feel like that was worth your $30 or however much. It takes a while for your brain to come back online after the sensory overload to then try to pick apart the plot, and by that stage it doesn’t matter, you’ve already hyped it up to your friends.

And the story or characterisation doesn’t matter because no one is watching that again to care.

cool…

Job Spell!

The basics of the spell I believe got me a job interview within 2 days:

Materials:

1) Burn your incense. I chose a patchouli/forest incense. Patchouli attracts prosperity, and forests thrive and sustain themselves richly without interference, and are their own ecosystem. That’s how I want to be and what I want to accomplish. The incense had a green color so that helped also.

2) Take your object of value (I chose a piece of gold jewelry kept on my gods’ altar) and run it through the incense smoke while you begin to focus your intent. Enter a mild meditation or trance if you can, and begin to push the intent into the object. The purpose of this object is to keep it around your person as long as you feel it helps, to attract opportunity and to motivate.

3) When you feel ready, set the object aside or on your altar if you have one, then light your candle. If you work closely with a deity, ask if they would be willing to help your purpose with their energy.

4) Get a small strip of paper and your green marker. Write the symbol you’ve chosen on the paper, and if you have a preferred job, write the name of it on the other side of the paper. If you’re asking a deity’s help, the symbol should be of Theirs or something that indicates Their strengths. I used the Kenaz rune because it’s my favorite and I use it for a lottt of things.

Here is the chant to say while building and focusing intent as you write. If you have room on the paper without it being too big, write the chant down too.

Doors of success, open to me

I stand on my own and take what I see

Doors of success, open to me

Prosperity is mine, I blaze my way free

Light the paper on the fire in the candle, and let it burn in a safe location. Repeat the chant as much as you feel you want to while it burns. Envision the fire being fueled by the intent you put into the paper while you wrote. I prefer to do this spell in front of an open window–I feel it lets all the smoke from the incense and paper suck out, like releasing all your purpose out into the air to do its job. But that’s only important if you feel it is.

Put out your candle however you see fit, but let the incense burn out all the way. Keep the object of value (that you charged/enchanted for attracting your job, motivation, or money) either on your person or beside the candle you used.

Protection Bottle Spell

Cast a circle. Burn some protection or sun incense, or a smudge stick. Take each ingredient and place it in the bottle, while verbalizing what each ingredient is meant to represent. (You could also replace any of these items with an ingredient that empowers your intent.) I’m not going to post the spell I wrote for myself because it is personal, but here is what each item generally means:

Add a piece of your hair to mark the bottle as yours. Seal it with wax or glue. Place it near your front door where it won’t be disturbed, or bury it in a potted plant nearby. Smudge your house with the windows open afterwards to allow anything residual to escape.

requested by jayandkayy.

these shades of green. like if you agree. ignore if you have no taste

AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER 2005-2008

every episode of derry girls ◆ season 01 episode 01